Forsake your loved ones, to protect yourself.
Delphine hummed thoughtfully, contemplating the idea of 'healing dust', completely missing his question about who she was. The idea was intriguing, the sort of idea she would have rushed to put into use back ho--no, Northaven was not home anymore. Though neither was the cave she'd recently deserted.
When his body language changed to suggest suspicion, she realized he must have asked who she was; and that was confirmed by his statement. "Oh. Sorry, Delphine." She'd had to bite her tongue from adding 'Rowan' to the end of that. She wasn't a Rowan anymore; she was just a wandering mountain rose, recklessly trying to understand a world she had isolated herself from until recently. "You used to help me research."
She wasn't too bothered that the man didn't recognize her; in fact when she'd darted into hiding with her children, she had hoped to go forgotten. The less people who remembered her, the better. At least, that had been her motto for most of her life in this world, but not any longer.
When his body language changed to suggest suspicion, she realized he must have asked who she was; and that was confirmed by his statement. "Oh. Sorry, Delphine." She'd had to bite her tongue from adding 'Rowan' to the end of that. She wasn't a Rowan anymore; she was just a wandering mountain rose, recklessly trying to understand a world she had isolated herself from until recently. "You used to help me research."
She wasn't too bothered that the man didn't recognize her; in fact when she'd darted into hiding with her children, she had hoped to go forgotten. The less people who remembered her, the better. At least, that had been her motto for most of her life in this world, but not any longer.
